After a long day - well, okay, night, since she worked at night - of work, the only thing Christy wanted to do was take her tired body to bed, especially since she had to go back that night, and start the fun rollercoaster called work all over again.
She got herself settled at home, changing into her usual shorts and tank top before bed. As Christy settled back in her king bed, she felt herself falling asleep fast, while one of her cats fell asleep on the pillow next to her.
She awoke to a slight building heat between her legs. Without opening her eyes, she sighed softly and settled in, her legs crossed just so. Christy let the sensation course through her. As usual, she was at the beginning of one of her wandering fantasies. She didn't have to touch herself to know how turned on she was - her regular fantasies involved her roommate, a man she had had some very intense sex with a few times before things got, well, a bit weird.
But his technique! - not to mention the size... just the very idea sent Christy's dirty mind into overdrive. Slim physique, soft skin - Christy regularly imagined running her hands through his close-cropped brown hair - Clint's intense gaze through his hazel eyes at her as he carried her into sheer ecstasy...
She disappeared into the lustful heat of imagining Clint's fingers picking up her wetness and sliding two of his fingers into her, slowly and deeply, leaving her clit exposed with every stroke. She imagined his light breathing coaxing her to open further, warming her clit.
Christy arched back ever so slightly as his fingers probed her gently and made his way deeper into her wet pussy. His rhythm matched the urgency she felt - she could feel the breeze of his breath over her distended clit, and she imagined his face hovering over her a bit, watching the motion of his fingers, carefully adding his thumb to gently circle her clit, using a little of the slickness she was emanating.
She imagined Clint's strong naked form standing alongside her, watching his fingers give her so much pleasure. Her head fell to the side - she kept her eyes closed and took all the sensations in, and was pleasantly surprised to feel the soft head of his hard cock beckoning, bouncing slightly against her lips.
Clint gave a soft moan as he felt Christy's tongue on the head of his cock, but never stopped the motion from his fingers. She took a little at a time, rolling her tongue around his thick shaft, attempting to close her lips around his hardness. When she did close her mouth around his cock, she tightened her mouth and flicked her tongue here and there with every stroke she was able to manage.
Every moan of pleasure that came from Christy sent slight vibes around his cock, amping up Clint's sensitivity. He had no idea how long he was going to hold out, but he was determined to hang on just a little longer. He turned his head a little to see Christy's brown hair sliding across her skin as she tried to suck him off. Christy's body shifted a little to give her a little bit more control, and he took in the lustful sight of her, moving up and down on his dick.
His roommate had a body built for long, lustful sex - she was overweight, but not so that she wasn't easy on the eyes. Christy's long brown-black hair and honeyed-brown skin came with wide brown eyes that were capable of going from 0 to "fuck me now" in 4 seconds. Clint would never tell her, but her curves and soft spots left him rock-hard at some inopportune moments... especially when he peeked in on her, and found her tangled in her sheets. He often wondered what she was dreaming about.
